What The Hell Is The Met’s Costume Institute Going To Do To Our Beloved Camp?: A Filthy Dreams Plea
Camp / Fashion

What The Hell Is The Met’s Costume Institute Going To Do To Our Beloved Camp?: A Filthy Dreams Plea

On Tuesday, I received a promotional email in my inbox (one of many I tend to ignore) announcing the theme of the Metropolitan Museum of Art’s Costume Institute 2019 exhibition. To my shock (and horror), it was a theme familiar and close to my black little heart: camp! As a long-time denizen of camp, I … Continue reading

Life As A Punch Line: I, Tonya’s Camp Resurrection Of Tonya Harding
Camp / Film / Trash

Life As A Punch Line: I, Tonya’s Camp Resurrection Of Tonya Harding

When I was eight years old, I wanted to be Tonya Harding. Well, at least momentarily. Playing outside on a particularly frozen day in 1994, I pretended to be figure skaters with a friend. Did I want to be Nancy Kerrigan with her perfect brunette ponytail, Vera Wang-designed white costumes and sophisticated poise? Hell no. … Continue reading

From The Filthy Dreams Kitchen: Horrible Vintage Foods To Frighten Your Holiday Party Guests
Camp / Trash

From The Filthy Dreams Kitchen: Horrible Vintage Foods To Frighten Your Holiday Party Guests

Why hello there, dearest Filthy Dreams readers! I didn’t hear you come in over my manic mixing of gelatin and mayonnaise. Come, grab yourself a glass or three of peppermint martinis. Sure, they taste like regret, but what worthwhile doesn’t, Mary. Even though we recently published our suggestions for terrifying vintage foods for your Thanksgiving, … Continue reading

Daddy Camp: Merging Beauty and Camp In Mike Kuchar’s “Drawings By Mike!”
Art / Camp

Daddy Camp: Merging Beauty and Camp In Mike Kuchar’s “Drawings By Mike!”

Walking through Anton Kern Gallery’s exclamatory (and inflammatory) current exhibition Drawings By Mike!, I had to stop myself from sighing like Tim Curry’s Dr. Frank-N-Furter, “Oh ROCKY!” That urged bubbled up from deep within while viewing drawing after drawing of impossibly tanned, blonde and muscular figures scattered on the walls of the gallery’s chic 55th Street space, which gave its top floor over to deliciously lurid trash. Continue reading

If I Could Buy The World Some Sense: A Shot-By-Shot Interpretation of Kendall Jenner’s Pepsi Commercial
Camp / Trash

If I Could Buy The World Some Sense: A Shot-By-Shot Interpretation of Kendall Jenner’s Pepsi Commercial

Yesterday, as many dear Filthy Dreams readers must know, Pepsi released a dumpster fire in the form of a commercial, starring Kendall Jenner, which basically distilled everything about protest, the Black Lives Matter and even, the hope of intersectionality down into a milquetoast, feel-good cola shill. It was stunning in both its hilarity and its … Continue reading